The poem takes a stance against the dominance of analytic thinking. This dominance prevents us from listening attentively for unexpected meanings that may emerge in poetry and instead commands us to treat thought as some sort of purely rational or logical operation undertaken on strictly delimited concepts.

The Eastern Continent of Tziah has been an apocalyptic ruin for seven years now, and things only grow worse for the survivors trying to make a living. In a struggle for safety, even the most purest of souls, can commit the most malicious of crimes.

Please bear with me; I'm currently preparing for college (which includes summer asignments) so I'm sorry if I've not been reading much.
It was just waiting to come out of me. Maybe its a message to me, or someone else...Who knows? I do need to rest a bit more; I've…